Chapter Twenty-Three: Forcing Me to Move?

"Xiao Wu, where did they go?" Tang San took out the Twenty-Four Bridges of Bright Moon Night from the naan and tied it around his waist.

It is said that people rely on clothes and horses to rely on saddles, although this Tang San is not handsome at present, he can be regarded as refreshing when he looks at it.

Healthy lad!

"Third brother, put the luggage and come with me," Jiang Luoran waved his hand calmly, seeing that Tang San didn't believe it, "I know where they went!" โ€

Tang San followed Jiang Luoran out, listening to some noisy language along the way.

"Work-study students have become so hard? I want to duel with Boss Xiao in the sixth grade! โ€

"I heard! There were two masters in the work-study students before, and the trio of Liu, Qiao, and Cai were kicked and scrapped. โ€

"Then they have arrogant capital, in this academy, except for Boss Xiao, that is, they."

"This was all ten days ago, and I finally heard that the master in the academy took them to hunt for soul rings.

If you think about it, is a master also considered a fighting force? If you fight with a hundred-year-old soul beast, you may not be able to win! Nine times out of ten, they won't come back.

If this continues, what can work-study students be like crazy? โ€

"This time it's still a first-grade girl challenging Boss Xiao, I'm afraid this girl is going to be wasted!"

The two senior seniors talked, Tang San understood, and he looked at Jiang Luoran.

"It's in the woods on the other side of the back mountain, I'll take you there," Jiang Luoran just ran two steps, stopped Tang San, and showed a sly smile, "Third brother, let's go up and fight this time, don't explain anything." โ€

Tang San understood, smiled and nodded.

If people don't offend me, I won't offend anyone!

Dare to move Xiao Wu, just kill him. Must be killed.

"Wang Sheng, what does it mean to let a little girl come to the duel?" Boss Xiao pretended to be strong, and he always felt that something was wrong, "Isn't there no one available for work-study students?" โ€

Xiao Wu puffed up her little face angrily, showing a very angry look, but it still looked a little cute, and it was not intimidating, "Do sixth-graders only talk big?" It's time to fight.

My little sister dance, I'm going to beat you down one by one today. โ€

After all, Boss Xiao is a clear-eyed person, and the bohemian Wang Sheng is willing to follow behind this little girl, there must be a reason.

Don't?

Is it a master?

It can't be, it doesn't look like it.

"Sister Xiao Wu, don't be impulsive, this Boss Xiao is a level 19 soul master, and he is about to become a great soul master.

Let's wait for Brother Ran and Third Brother to come back," Wang Sheng cried bitterly.

"Still waiting for those two work-study students? They're afraid they're dead!

What soul rings can be hunted by going out with the master, I'm afraid it has already become a snack in the mouth of the soul beast.

Besides, what if they come? "After all, Boss Xiao is the boss of Notting Academy, and his heart is still very arrogant.

"You are talking nonsense, how could my third brother die?" Xiao Wu was angry, whoever dared to say Tang San, she would have to fight hard with others.

"Bang"

Jiang Luoran kicked one of Boss Xiao's younger brothers, "So many people are blocking here, what do you mean!" Forcing me to move my feet? โ€

"Those two work-study students?" Boss Xiao frowned, and then laughed, "It's just that I have hunted the first soul ring, and it is far from me, you guys." โ€

Boss Xiao didn't expect the other party to be so crazy that he directly entered his junior brother's camp!

Who gave them courage?

"I'll come first," Liu Long summoned a golden long stick of more than one meter and rushed straight towards Jiang Luoran, "If I don't beat you half of your body today, I won't be surnamed Liu." โ€

"No one let you have the surname Liu," Jiang Luoran stepped away, pulled his waist and swung his fist, and slammed the golden long stick away.

Liu Long smiled evilly at the corner of his mouth, daring to toughen his martial spirit? This is a martial spirit, very hard, it would be good not to break the opponent's hand.

And...... Is he a fool? Don't open the martial spirit?

"Bang"

As the white fist smashed into the golden long stick, the smile on Liu Long's face became more and more bitter. Little by little, the white fist broke through the impact of the golden long stick, and there was an overwhelming urgency.

How can it be?

"Bang"

Jiang Luoran pushed hard, knocking Liu Long down ten meters away, his tiger mouth cracked, and his face was painful.

Boss Xiao looked at it in his eyes, a punch? The golden stick of the hard willow dragon?

No wonder they can defeat Cai Yao, they still have some strength.

Liu Long wielded a spinning long stick, the long stick rotated in a circle, and the gale whirred, constantly rotating around his body, while approaching Jiang Luoran.

This is the first soul skill.

He's not going to give up!

"Then come on," Jiang Luoran rushed forward first, he jumped and kicked towards the small whirlwind of golden light.

Do you want to be a tough soul skill? Boss Xiao and the others were dumbfounded.

"Bang"

With such a kick, Liu Long's expression fused, the golden long stick in his hand shattered, and his whole body was numb like an electric shock, and before he had time to think about it, he was beaten out again.

It fell dozens of meters away and smashed a large crater.

Ling Feng walked over, "Boss Xiao, let me fight that work-study student!" โ€

Boss Xiao noticed that something was wrong, "No, I'll go on it." This level of fighting, you are useless. โ€

Jiang Luoran ran towards Boss Xiao, he didn't mean to stop at all, "Send you on the road first," Jiang Luoran kicked Ling Feng.

This Ling Feng summoned the martial soul and just wanted to fly to dodge, but he didn't have time at all, and was kicked dozens of meters away and fainted.

Boss Xiao's expression changed, "You work-study students still want to turn the sky upside down?" โ€

This scene scared everyone, Ling Feng didn't even have time to use the martial spirit! was kicked by someone.

The clicking sound just now should be the sound of broken bones.

"It's not about turning the sky, it's about Liwei," Jiang Luoran punched Boss Xiao.

"Xiao Chenyu, Nineteenth-level One-Ring Battle Soul Master, Martial Soul Simba Lion."

Reporting one's name is equivalent to a declaration of war, and it is also a sign of respect for the opponent.

Xiao Chenyu is still very thoughtful, he doesn't understand what the other party's martial soul is, so if he fights like this, the other party also needs to report his martial soul and soul power.

At that time, if you fight again, you can weigh the level.

The golden black light flickered, Xiao Chenyu's hair flowed, and a thick and strong golden lion appeared behind him.

Of course, Jiang Luoran knew that this was the law within the Douluo Continent.

Unless your opponent is dismissive and goes straight to war, otherwise, you have to report your name.

Jiang Luoran sneered, since you want to follow the rules, then good, "Jiang Luoran, the twenty-first level and second ring control system soul master, the old root of the martial soul." โ€

Xiao Chenyu: (ยฐโ—…ยฐ) What do you say?

Little brothers: ฯ…แท‡(โš†โ€ขฬซโš†)ฯ…แท†

This sentence is like a Jedi thunder, and everyone who blew up was at a loss, the twenty-first level and second ring control system soul master?

They thought they had heard it wrong!

Immortals descending?

Xiao Chenyu waved his hand, his eyes were full of disbelief, "How is it possible, your qualifications have reached the graduation level."

Are you sure you didn't lie to me? โ€

Jiang Luoran smiled bitterly, he is now a level 30 Great Soul Master, and the reason why he said level 21 is just because he is afraid of the tree.

Sometimes, keeping a low profile can save you a lot of trouble.

Moreover, live a long life.

There is also a soul ring, until the moment of danger, it will never be revealed, this is a thousand years, how could Jiang Luoran be stupid enough to cast his soul ring when he sees a person?

Looking for death, or doing death?

"Believe it or not," Jiang Luoran shook his head, he was indeed not a twenty-first-level soul master, but a thirtieth-level great soul master.